Henry’s POV
I jerked up, my heart pounding in my chest, at the sound of my name. “Master!” one of my subordinates called, his voice urgent. “We’re ready to hunt, Master.”
“What is it?” I muttered, still groggy from sleep. The weight of my memories lingered, but duty called.
“We’re ready to hunt,” the subordinate repeated, his voice firm with respect. “We need to prepare.”
I rubbed my eyes and sat up, blinking against the sunlight pouring into the small shelter. It was still early. My pack was stirring around me, getting ready for the day. I glanced around and saw a few of the wolves stretching, preparing their gear. We had business to handle.
I stood up, wiping the sleep from my eyes. “Alright, gather everyone. We need to move.”
As I stepped outside, I saw Kaden, Lira, Luna Gabby, an
